Let he who speaks profane
Speak in vain
If she who yells in such disdain
Let her yell but down the drain
Like the fox's lonely strain
At night, an annoying refrain
To be ignored - what a pain
Like the freezing storm that
That is neither snow nor rain
Wish that it went away and
Showed us something cold and pretty
Like the snow
Or gave us warmth and refreshing
Like summer rain.
They who speak profane
Are as they who scream in pain
For they have nothing more to gain
But as a source of sore migraine
Lest my email firewall
Simply filtered it as
Unsuitable for my brain
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